Christmas Shopping

I dreamt last night that I went Christmas shopping. wrapping (invisible) presents tonight is the nightmare.

fun christmas eve party tonight. at a house that i consider home in many ways. it houses people i love, people i know visit there, i'm welcome for dinner, i'm welcome to sleep in a particular room, i take care of a kid who lives there, i admire and look up to parents who live there. i fill up the brita after i pour my water. i've showered there. they love me. it was so fun.

i'm tired. i was serious about the christmas shopping. it wasn't the only shopping i did, but i really thought i'd gotten my mom something and my dad something extra and i did not.... i'd like to make them happy. i hope that i figure out how to do this gracefully.

My integrity's intact, it's just trendier...

I succumbed. I became, in a moment of weakness, part of 'my generation' of twitterers.

I also began watching 'Buffy'. both of these abnormalities were introduced into my sphere by family.

But isn't he cute?




He is. that's all there is to it.